"This ......"

The dean's face was calm, but his brain was racing, but he didn't think about how to refute Bill's question.

Although the Academy of the Royal Norman Academy of Natural Sciences was established in the name of the Norman royal family, only a few scientists who made outstanding contributions met the Norman king.

It is no exaggeration to say that although the research institute sounds like a high-end organization, the cutting-edge talents in the field of science and technology are nothing more than money-making tools in the hands of capitalists in this era.

Although this situation will not change fundamentally even after a hundred years, the treatment and social status of scientific researchers have generally risen a lot.

For about thirty seconds, the dean, who was from a down-to-earth aristocratic background, took out a small notepad and pen from his front breast pocket.

"Dear Mr. Cliff, since you have raised this question and approved of my proposal, I am confident that you must have a way out of this situation. ”

"To say a very shameful thing, although I was appointed director of the Academy of the Royal Norman Academy of Natural Sciences, I was actually studying art when I was young, and it was only in middle age that I became interested in science and studied and studied natural phenomena diligently. ”

"I'm not a good scientist, not even a qualified dean, but I'm willing to listen to all suggestions that are beneficial to the future development of the institute and make changes. ”

As he spoke, the dean opened his notepad and prepared to record it, without any intention of compromising in his eyes.

"Huh?"

Bill's eyes really widened at this man, and he looked at this leaky man in disbelief, and he quickly calmed down, without any arrogance of relying on the old and selling the old, and asked a big boy who was forty years younger than him before.

Even Professor Bedoli, who was next to him, opened his mouth wide and wanted to say something, but in the end he couldn't say it.

After all, many years ago, he was also moved by the spirit and attitude of the dean, and willingly entered the research institute of the Royal Norman Academy of Natural Sciences, and will always be a supporter of the dean's decision.

Even if he was reprimanded by the dean for spending 30,000 gold pounds for nothing two days ago, Professor Bedoli did not complain in his heart.

Professor Bedley looked at Bill, and since the Dean believed in this man's level, he was willing to believe that this mentally unstable Mr. Cliff could really help the Institute through this difficult time.

"Hehe, dear Mr. Dean, you are really a man who makes me feel good, and I like you very much. ”

Bill suddenly got up and patted the dean on the shoulder, signaling that he didn't have to be so polite, and I wouldn't eat people.

Strictly speaking, Bill rarely feels invulnerable to a person and genuinely approves of the man.

When a person's character reaches a certain level, it automatically attracts those who are unable to reach this level of character and envy those who possess it, and gradually gather around him.

"I raise this kind of question, with your qualifications and vision, of course, I can see that I am definitely not looking for trouble, which is a common problem faced by domestic and foreign research institutes. ”

"And I do have some thoughts on this situation, and I think I can have an in-depth conversation with you about how we can make the institute more independent and not easily threatened by the government. ”

Bill smiled faintly and made a formal invitation to the two old men.

"We can go to the study and have a good chat, of course, if you don't mind the time today, I'll go back to my room and change into clean and comfortable clothes, and then make a pot of coffee to refresh myself. ”

The Dean and Professor Bedley clearly sensed the change in Bill's attitude, and things were going in a good direction, and they quickly got up and walked to the study on the second floor.

The kettle crumbled, and Bill quickly closed off his clean, comfortable dark purple shirt and straight-leg slacks, and he brought coffee to the study as the owner, pouring it for the Dean and Professor Bedley.

The unique bitterness and mellow aroma of coffee permeate the study, and now both sides no longer have a sense of distance, and can discuss issues in a more targeted manner.

How to make the institute autonomous in a country under capitalism, where it can reap considerable benefits, and not anger the arrogant and arrogant people in power.

"So Mr. Cliff, you should know what we're facing right now. ”

"The institute's projects are all funded by a government consortium, so the institute does not have the right to apply for a technology monopoly, but without government funding, we simply don't have the extra money to maintain scientific research. ”

"Do you have any good advice on that?"

The Dean sat across from Bill, looking at the man who was still looking at him solemnly, because only by solving this problem first would Mr. Cliff join the institute with the means of safe coal mining.

Bill sat in a black and white patent leather tiger chair with a gold pound in his hand, and the study was a little dim, and a few copies of the Detective Twelve Screw Robots were still on the table, adding a bit of playfulness to the dreary room.

He spoke slowly, judging the same as the crazy appearance before, which made the house secretly wonder if Mr. Cliff had a split personality tendency.

"I've always believed that knowledge is power. ”

"But no one has enough knowledge to solve the problems of their lives, and that's the opportunity for the Institute. ”

The Dean and Professor Bedley listened attentively, but they frowned until Bill had finished speaking.

"Mr. Cliff, you mean ......"

"To put it simply, it is to open the college to recruit students, so that the students of the graduate school can enter all walks of life in society and gradually establish their own circle of influence. ”

"Provide technical guidance for small and medium-sized factories for a fee, so that they can rely on the research institute and put forward the requirements for the distribution of benefits such as technology shares. ”

"Last but not least, apply to the government for a quality control system and take the actual power into your own hands. ”

As he spoke, Bill picked up his coffee and blew on the hot air.

Having said that, he believed that both the Dean and Professor Bedoli would understand why they were doing these things, and that Bill would have these ideas, entirely learning from the Holy See of Ode.

The opening of the academy is mission, the witch hunt is technical support, and the last point is naturally because the Holy See has obtained administrative supervision through the revolution, so Bill thinks of the quality supervision and management bureau, which has been popularized in the 20th century.

These tips aren't necessarily the best, but they've been Bill's thoughtful answers.

Because it is not difficult to do this, and although it will take a long time to achieve the goal, at least it will not anger the government, but gradually expand its influence.

"Mr. Cliff, the Institute can do this in the long run, but are you willing to wait and give us the coal technology ahead of time?"

Full of anticipation, the dean wrote down these three suggestions, and he probably figured out Bill's thoughts, not a very amazing idea, but very reliable.

"I don't want to. ”

Bill puts down his coffee cup and makes his final request.

"The implementation of those recommendations just now took too long, and although it is a plan that can move forward steadily, I need to see the money in the short term, and I can't give up the vested interests of coal core. ”

"If you use my intelligence and have the ability to share the benefits from the government, I can trust the Institute, after all, I don't want to join a weak organization. ”

At this point, the conversation was coming to an end, and whether it was a cooperation or a deal, they were not familiar enough to easily sign a contract when they met for the first time, even if such repeated trials and negotiations were troublesome.

Sending the Dean and Professor Bedley out of the villa, they drove away slowly in the steam car, looking at the back of the steam car, Bill smiled and waved.

Driving the steam car away, the dean turned his head to look at the smaller and smaller figure behind him, and suddenly exhaled a turbid breath.

"Whew-"

"What's the matter, Dean, you're tired of facing that man too?"

"Hehe, last time you scolded me, saying that I couldn't even handle a young man, and I lived for more than 50 years in vain. ”

Professor Bedoli sat in the passenger seat, and made a rare joke that there were only two of them in the car, so they didn't have to worry about so many status issues, and they could chat like old friends.

“...... That man is definitely not an ordinary person, and we should be glad that he did not report to the government the fact that he blew up the mine and sold secrets. ”

"And the government will only be more difficult, and it is a fantasy to want that group of people to share the benefits of the institute, which is full of scientists, but there are no careerists and conspirators. ”

The tone was still not relaxed, and the dean was still thinking about how to negotiate with the government.

At present, the only bargaining chips in the hands of the institute are the reasons for the mutation and safe mining methods that Bill has not yet revealed, and the inability of the new government to form a research institute of the same level as the institute in a short period of time.

So if you want to get through this difficulty, the research institute must also harden up......

Bill watched the steam cart leave, and was about to turn and walk back, when he saw two figures appear on the boulevard, a man and a woman.

They soon came to the door of the villa, and the witch hunter imp escorted the non-speaking Esther all the way to the mountain villa.

"Woman, I didn't expect your family to live in such a remote place, no wonder you were caught by a human-faced spider. ”

The witch hunter imp was talking to himself, with a reed in his mouth, his hands behind his head, and his booty on his back.

Esther walked expressionlessly, as if he had lost all joy and sorrow, and quickened his pace away from the witch hunter imp.

Seeing that Bill was now outside the door, her face finally showed some emotion, and she quickened her pace and ran in front of Bill, her eyes a little moist.

“......”

Gestured frantically and pointed at the witch hunter imp, tears streaming down her excitement again, she needed Bill's help to help her kill the witch hunter to avenge her mother!

Bill was already surprised to see Esther and a man return, especially when Esther kept gesturing at the old-fashioned boy.

"What's wrong with her?"

Looking suspiciously at the witch hunter imp, Bill didn't like to deal with strangely dressed strangers, just as he didn't like to drink wine that had become sour due to improper storage.

The witch hunter imp was in a very bad mood when he saw Esther rushing in front of a man, and he was a little dissatisfied, even a little jealous.

"Hey, what kind of eyes do you look at me, I'm her savior!"

"Since she's your wife, don't you know how to look for her when she's missing, she was captured by the spider monster and almost eaten!"

"Shouldn't you comfort her!"

Standing in front of Bill in a fit of rage, the witch hunter swore that this was the first time he had yelled at a normal person, and the strange look on the face of the woman who couldn't speak made him even more irritated.

"She's not my wife, we're in an employment relationship, I'm her boss. ”

"Who are you?"

Frowning, Bill saw in this man a deep attachment to Esther, and if he was not mistaken, he fell in love with her.

"She's not your wife?"

The witch hunter imp was suddenly stunned, and then there was an uncontrollable smile on his face, and all his emotions were written on his face, and the joy and sorrow changed in an instant.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was so excited just now, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

The witch hunter apologizes and removes a silver coin from his neck to show Bill his nameplate.

"Hello sir, my name is Imp and I am a member of the Witch Hunter Society. ”

"I came to Brittus this time to destroy the monsters and wizards who are doing evil around the capital, you see this is the trophy of the human-faced spider I just hunted yesterday, haha!"

Smiling as he took the loot out of his bag, the imp was very satisfied with his gain, and when he did, Esther inevitably shuddered and turned to attack him......

"Esther, don't do this to your savior!"

"You should learn to be polite and grateful!!"

Blocking Esther in an instant, if Bill hadn't guessed what happened on the night she disappeared, then he would probably need to go to the Ode Holy See to be baptized by now.

"So your name is Esther......"

"It's okay, Esther was probably just stimulated too much, after all, the monster that ordinary people would never encounter in their lifetime was seen by her, and she almost died in the monster's mouth. ”

The witch hunter has grown accustomed to her madness and is always tempted to rush up against his actions, and he has seen even crazier people when he travels with his predecessors.

They just glanced at the monster and went into madness.

"It's not too early, and now that I've sent her home safely, I'll leave the rest to you. ”

"By the way, this time has to be good to calm Esther's emotions, the human face spider won't affect her too much, she is just too scared. ”

Still explaining to Bill why Esther is crazy, the witch hunter is afraid that Bill has an opinion on her, and although he wants to take care of the beautiful redhead woman himself, he still has a lot of important things to do.

For example, when I returned to the Witch Hunter Association with the records of the investigation of the Holy See during this time, the old-timers judged whether the Holy See was still worthy of trust.

For example, exchange the corpse of the human-faced spider for more equipment, apply to become an internal member, and participate in monster hunting activities above the hundred years.

He was about to turn away, and looked nostalgically at Esther, who was caught by Bill and in pain.

"What is your name, sir?"

“...... Williams Cliff. ”

Bill stepped up his grip, he had never known Esther had such a strength, but he could understand it.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Cliff, and I'll visit Esther when I'm free, so please take care of her. ”

“...... I know you're always welcome to come. ”

In the daylight, the sun dyed everything yellow, and the witch hunter finally left the villa, his back getting smaller and smaller in the shade of the trees, and finally disappeared without a trace.

Bill finally let go of the agitated Esther, who was already in tears, and knelt down with her legs limp in the direction the witch hunter had left.

Her eyes were no longer painful, but despair.

Although she didn't make any sound, Bill knew what she was trying to say.

She was asking herself why she didn't get revenge.